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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Late last night, I was closing up the little local bar I work at. It was just the perverted cook, and I left in the building. I’d just closed the register and put all the chairs on the tables so I could mop when I felt him watching me.

Those little warning hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I tried to hurry up and get out of there as fast as I could without any problems, but when I went to the back to get my purse, he was standing in front of my locker. “You look so good tonight, Val.” He said while reaching down to adjust his pants.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s that time of year again! Princess Kayla loves to make each and every birthday super memorable! Of course, I have no idea what’s in store for me this year as the special day approaches, but I wanted to share one of my favorite birthday memories.

It was my sweetest birthday—such a fantastic day for most girls. You finally feel like a real woman. Old enough to drive and smart enough to drive men wild. I was working at a small family dinner where regulars lined the counters nightly.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Every girl looks forward to her birthday. It’s a special day when everything is about her. She should be the center of the universe, and Kayla is no different. She was so excited about her party. We spent hours on details for the invitations, decorations, and party favors. She meticulously picked her party outfit and the catering that would wow her guests.

Everything was picture-perfect, until her little brother, Mr. Stinkypampers, did what babies do best. You guessed it! Kayla called me almost in tears, wailing, “Please, Stinkypants Detective, come quick. I know he is here, I can SMELL him, but I can’t find him! I need your nose!”

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Spanksgiving

Posted 1 week ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

This is the story about the origin of Spanksgiving. The kitchen was thick with steam that smelled overwhelmingly of simmering basil and crushed tomatoes. Thanksgiving wasn’t complete without Mommy Anna’s infamous Neapolitan sugo, and Ronnie was slumped over the heavy cast iron pot.

“Don’t stop stirring, Ronnie,” Mommy Anna had warned. “We have company coming and this sugo cannot stick. Keep that heat low and that spoon moving!” I slipped into the kitchen hoping for a leftover cookie, but stopped in my tracks when I saw my brother. “Ronnie, you won’t believe it,” I whispered, leaning close to the stove.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I adore my boy. He’s the sweetest, most adorable ABDL munchkin you ever did see, all wrapped up in a crinkly diaper. But there’s just one tiny, rather small secret I’ve been keeping under wraps, quite literally. When my fellow Mamas would gather for their notorious “bragging brunches,” regaling us with tales of their boys’ magnificent, awe-inspiring, frankly colossal dick sizes (yes, we do compare), I’d just sip my mimosa and plaster on a smile.

“Oh, my Aiden’s a real handful,” Brenda would gush, “eight glorious inches, and thick as a soda can! Such a big boy!” Meanwhile, my own sweet boy was, well, more of a charming four. A secret that felt as heavy as a lead diaper, even though it was in reality so impossibly light (and small…oh, so very small!).

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna was busy all-day cooking in the kitchen for Thanksgiving. She had sent Daddy Ron out to get a few last-minute ingredients. Mommy Anna planned it just right because she was expecting her lover to call.

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Miss Anna was getting ready to go out on the town, but she liked to match her panties to her outfits and accessories. She began searching the house looking for a particular pair: they were two toned, lace and caged at the back, perfect for the cheeks.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Now that Halloween is over, I can comfortably begin decorating for Christmas. I really hate rushing the holidays since they are so special, but Christmas is really my favorite. This year, I hired a handyman to hang the lights along the eaves. A professional would better execute my vision. Our neighborhood was having a decorating contest, and I wanted to win.

My friend Candy was over when the handyman showed up. We were pleased to see he was about our age and very good-looking. Not some potbellied older man who’d fall off the ladder halfway through tacking my display up.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna began making regular visits to her new toy. Sometimes he would be her sissy, other days her latex gimp. During the day, he was a smoking hot gentleman that women would simply swoon over, and she took much pride and joy knowing that she could abuse him every night.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Tami begged Mommy to go trick or Treating. Little did this naughty, filthy baby girl know that Mommy Anna had a surprise for her: A Halloween Costume any Sissy baby would flip out for: a Firlly, Fushia Pink Unicorn with a rainbow skirt. Tami squealed with glee and ran to try it on piece by piece. Mommy put hot pink extensions in her hair and gave her matching sparkly shoes.

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